At that time, the refugees waiting in line to cross the bridge were stopped six zhang away, and the Ninth Guard had lined up a neat row of troops in front of the large bridge. They held broadswords in their hands, with a few inches of the blades gleaming slightly, and the edges of the swords emitted a cold light in the morning sun.
Intimidated by the Ninth Guard's show of force, the refugees obediently queued up and waited for permission to cross. The scene was eerily quiet.
This was the scene that Ah Dao saw upon arrival at the front.
In order to get a clearer view, he forcefully pushed off the ground with his feet, leapt onto a branch of a large tree, and stood at a vantage point to continue monitoring the situation below.
In the blink of an eye, the Mao Hour arrived.
The Ninth Guard, stationed at the head of the bridge, sheathed their broadswords and retreated neatly to both sides of the bridge.
